Katelyn's breath hitched as she traced the intricate lace patterns with her fingertips, the silk trail pooling like a cloud around her feet. The off-shoulder design highlighted the delicate line of her neck, while the full, sheer sleeves added a touch of grace to her silhouette.
In the reflection, she saw her mother move toward her. Mabel's eyes were already shimmering with tears. She stepped into the frame, her hands coming to rest on Katelyn's shoulders with a gentle, grounding squeeze.
"You look beautiful," Mabel whispered.
Mabel leaned in, her eyes reflecting pride and the bittersweet realization that her daughter was truly grown.
"This feeling is so different, Mom," Katelyn said. "I feel like I'll step into a new role soon. And this dress feels perfect, just the way I desired."
Amelie and Zilia, who had been standing by the window to give the mother and daughter a moment of privacy, exchanged a soft, knowing glance.
